Texty písní Murder by Death

Murder by Death

Straight At The Sun

It's a dark road, when you walk it alone…

When you walk it alone.

The moon is high,

A hard light casts shadows in the valley tonight

I feel old, when it gets this cold.

I have every reason to stay,

But I gotta be on my way.

The nights get longer and I speak

Lower my head & go straight at the sun

To the fire, to the warmth

It's a heavy load to carry alone, carry alone.

I try to speak, but my voice has gone weak, and I don't recognise the sound.

Now a fire has gone cold as I walk through the woods to the road

The nights get longer and I run

Lower my head go straight at the sun

To the fire

To the warmth

To the fire

Straight to the heart

It's a dark road, when you walk it alone…

When it gets this cold.